Tuesday, March 27, 2012

I have been unsuccessful in trying to find a connection between Joseph Buck and George Green. That is, besides the fact that they were both framework knitters, luddites, and George was a witness to 4th great-grandpa Joe's marriage to Lydia Pilkington in 1801.

Thanks to cousin Dean for this.

I guess they were just chums. Best buds. Co-workers. Hold the phone! I just stumbled onto something that might shed some light on old George. I found this very interesting article at Trove about a court case, Wilson v Sturgeon, concerning some of George's property. It seems that he didn't leave a will.

The Hobart Town Daily,
Tuesday, 14 June, 1859

You will have to click on the image to read it.

It looks like poor George was a hunchback! The article mentions some family members so now I will have to do more searching. And I was just about ready to give up!

Thursday, March 8, 2012

This highchair has sat upstairs in my grandma's house ever since I can remember. It's place was in the hall against the wall between the bedroom with the sunken bed and the junk room. That's the only place I ever saw it.

Now it sits in my mom's basement. I took a picture of it while I was there last November.

I have to admit the best this highchair has ever looked is when my grandson sat in it back in 2008. First time I ever saw anyone sit in it.

On return of allotments in the town of Parramatta (Fiche 3265; 4/7576 p.18)

1825 Oct 19

Married to Harriet Collins alias Hill. Memorial of his wife for an allotment (Fiche 3124; 4/1840C No.146 p.807)

So I am thinking his wife Sarah died if he was married to Harriet Collins alias Hill in 1819. Or maybe they called it quits. After all, what kind of marriage would it be if your husband was shipped off to prison in Australia for 14 years?

George Spray was convicted of frame breaking in Nottingham on July 15, 1812 and sentenced to 14 years. I have found all the images of his ship voyages as a convict. Now if I could only find the marriage certificate for him and Sarah Buck, her death record, and George's death record I will be happy.

Monday, March 5, 2012

While I was at mom's last November I scanned some of the ephemera that she had in envelopes with my magic wand. I still need more practice. I can't even draw a straight line, I don't know what makes me think I can scan a straight line.

Any who, this postcard was in the envelope of stuff that grandma Dunn had saved.

Special Offering on New, High Grade Milk Cans If you have any old worn out cream cans and desire to purchase new ones now is your opportunity to get them as SPECIAL LOW PRICES as follows: (F. O. B. your station) 10 Gallon .... $400 8 Gallon ..... 3.75 5 Gallon ..... 3.00 Will place name plate on can without additional charge Would advise sending in your order soon, as this price may change. We will deduct price of cans from cream check if desired. We would appreciate any shipments sent us and can assure you of prompt remittance at top market price. WESTERN CREAMERY COMPANY 244 West 4th South Salt Lake City, Utah

I was curious about this creamery company so I did a little searching. It seems that they were found guilty of misbranding butter a couple of times. I found the following documents about the cases at National Library of Medicine.

Thursday, March 1, 2012

While I was in Idaho last year visiting the family naturally I rummaged through all the old photos and envelopes full of ephemera. Mom had an envelope full of newspaper clippings and letters and stuff that belonged to grandma Dunn. I found this poem inside that I had written and sent to her.

I don't even remember writing this poem. It's dated February 19, 1988 so I am assuming that I sent it to her for her birthday which was February 22.

Feb 18, 1988I remember when I was youngthe times we spent togetherjust you and I

When we slept in your bedand I felt blueI started to cryAnd you would too.

I remember the ice cream sundaesthe cookies and cakesand then later onthe tummy aches

But most of all I rememberThe special way you made me feelWe were special buddiesAnd we always will

I love you grandmaEven more as time goes bychildhood memories make me smileAnd your the reason why Love, Leslie